An eternal sigh among stars unseen yet known, shadows murmur secrets of ages past.

Glisten, oh when moonlight whispers names long forgotten,
names that turn the tortured ivories of a moon-blanched night.

Walk among dreams, where silence breaks into symphonies unheard,
through tangled whispers of forgotten lullabies.

The ground beneath shaky footsteps flourishes roses
of a crimson hue, staining footsteps of night's symphony.

This page breathes desolate mouthfuls of ink-drenched tales,

while outside, the web of fate chips off stars like old paint.

Delve further into the _unseen lore_ of time: a celestial quilt await.